Soaring Petals

I’ve always had wings
but longed for roots, 
to feel snugly attached
in between passionate pursuits

of wild dreams
ablaze in color,
to pass through rainbows
while feeling home-tethered, 

exposing the golden center
of a soul winged
but also resting 
in love’s nest,
sweet tender cradling.

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